A/N: This one came out differently than my normal style. I wrote it as I was playing the game. (Maybe if I’d paid attention I wouldn’t have lost) I’m work-shopping this one so critque’s are expected and most welcome.

I’m sitting in a coffee shop
Across from an old man
The battlefield is set
And a café mocha for courage

Wild and erratic my offense
“Are you sure about that one?”
He asks as I send my queen
To her demise

An indulgent smile
He lets me pull back
Then takes my rook pawn
“Check!” he declares

Irina Krush
Dave,
Lucie pointed out issues with the first stanza. Your progression through the game made me smile.
Keep slingin'

Lucie,
The rules of chess are simple. The "game" is anything but. In college, I played against some highly proficient female opponents. You can also find some great female chess players in Irish Pubs..